cherry-coloured love



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  • Ginger Beer, naturellement, but other favourites were Dandelion & Burdock and Clarade, a cherry-coloured liquid of indeterminate flavour.

    Fizzzz Pop!

  • At least, she blushed, and pocketed her little compliment with one hand, while, with the other, she adjusted her cherry-coloured ribbons, a little disordered by the struggle it cost me to attain the honour of a salute.


  • His mouth had swollen into a shapeless cherry-coloured mass with a black hole in the middle of it.

    Nineteen Eighty-four

  • I had a knot of cherry-coloured ribands, which she had given me out of her breast, and which somehow I always wore upon me.

    The Memoires of Barry Lyndon

  • It always makes me think of cherry-coloured velvet curtains — something that is soft to stroke.


  • So far was the skin on his cheeks from being cherry-coloured, that you could not discern what the natural colour of his cheeks was, they being totally overgrown by a black beard, which ascended to his eyes.

    The History of Tom Jones, a Foundling

  • My aunt, who says every person of fashion should make her appearance in the bath, as well as in the abbey church, contrived a cap with cherry-coloured ribbons to suit her complexion, and obliged Win to attend her yesterday morning in the water.

    The Expedition of Humphry Clinker

  • Her husband, who was a millowner, railed at the clumsy fellow, and while she was with her handkerchief wiping up the stains from her handsome cherry-coloured taffeta gown, he angrily muttered about indemnity, costs, reimbursement.

    Madame Bovary

  • Specimens of magnificent marbles clothed the walls, some of a greyish agate fantastically veined with white, others of rich crimson or yellow dashed with splotches of red; then came dark cherry-coloured marbles relieved by the lighter tints of limestone.

    Journey to the Interior of the Earth

  • She too went away to change her dress — not heeding my protestations that no ‘outdoor’ clothes could be nearly so becoming as the marvellous garment of crêpe-de-Chine or silk, old rose, cherry-coloured, Tiepolo pink, white, mauve, green, red or yellow, plain or patterned, in which Mme. Swann had sat down to luncheon and which she was now going to take off.

    Within a Budding Grove


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